A/N: Wahh...only three reviews. Or maybe I just didn't wait long enough.
Anyway...those really really purty life-size Jack dolls go too ::dun dun
dun:: XM6, Galaxy, and CAtz!!! Yay ::applauds:: Thankies so much, and to
all my other faithful reviewers as well!! ::sniffle:: I love you guys!!
Anyway... Note to CAtz: good advice :) that's gonna make this harder...oh
well...and don't worry, I know the dif between flames and constructive
critisism :) thankies :)...anyhoozlez, enjoy everyone...I'm probably going
to go try and sleep....maybe...
//Last chappie//
Suddenly she found the space between them once again reducing rapidly until there was none. *He really does taste good...* some voice in the back of her mind whispered. This time when Jack moved to deepen the kiss, Ariadne didn't push him away...
//End last chappie//
Suddenly Ariadne heard the tinkling of the beaded curtain thingie as Paul came back through it and pulled back, jolted out of her reverie. *Was I just thinking what I think I was just thinking?* she asked herself questioningly. Then she realized what just happened.
::SMACK!!::
"Woah!" Paul said, coming back into the room.
"Ouch." Jack rubbed his jaw. "I guess I probably did deserve that-"
"Damn right!!" Ariadne interjected.
"-even though you were kissing me back." he finished, still rubbing his jaw. Ariadne turned the colour of an over-ripe tomato, and Paul chuckled. Ariadne glared at him.
"Alright, alright, I'll stay out of this one!" Paul threw his hands in the air. "Just thought you might like to know that that-"he gestured towards the front, "- was an old friend who has agreed to watch Nykolai while we try to figure out how to get Ariadne back to her own time."
" 'We'?" Jack said questioningly.
"Yes, 'we'! You don't think I'd leave poor Ariadne alone...on a ship...in the middle of the ocean...with you-"
"I get it, I get it!" it was Jack's turn to throw up his hands.
"Your ship's still in the harbor, right?" Paul asked Jack. Jack nodded.
"Well, then what are we waiting for?!" All three started towards the door, when Ariadne remembered something.
"Umm, guys? I don't think Tortuga is quite ready for denim yet..." she trailed off, looking down at her jeans, t-shirt and worn out Air Jordans.
"Good point! I think I've got some clothes that you can borrow." Paul said, and headed down a back hallway. He came back a moment later with a bundle of clothing and a pair of boots.
"The boots might fit. They were my wife's, before she died." he said, handing her the clothes. She thanked him and looked around for something to change behind.
"Whoops!" Paul said, realizing her dilemma, "You can use Nykolai's room. She won't mind."
"Thanks." Ariadne flashed him a quick smile and rushed off to change.
"So, what was that scene all about, hmm?" Paul asked Jack as soon as she was out of earshot.
"Erm...it was the rum?" Jack looked hopeful.
"I don't think so!" Paul laughed at the look on his brother's face. "Could it possibly be that my brother is-" Just then, Ariadne came out. She was wearing a white shirt like Jack's with a black vest and tan pants that were ragged on the bottom and only went to mid-calf. The boots, which were supple brown leather, came up to her ankles and folded down at the top. She was holding the pants at the waist, and Paul realized that the pants were too big.
"Oops." He grinned sheepishly, "Just a second." He went back down the hallway and came back with a length of black cloth for her to tie around her waist.
"Alrigh', can we go now?" Jack said impatiently, trying not to notice how Ariadne's shirt clung to her figure. All three again headed for the door...
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A/N: yes, I know it's short, but I'm tired! I'll really really try to get a chappie up tomorrow, but remember...no more happy world of instant internet...Anyways. See that pretty grayish-purplish button down there? Y'know, the one that says 'go' with a lil drop-down menu next to it? Set the menu to 'Submit Review', and then press the nice funky coloured button...otherwise no more chappies!! Bwahahahahaha :)
Disclaimer: Here. You take Paul and Nykolai, and I'll keep Jack, ok? ::Disney men shake their heads:: Damn. ::lets Jack go:: ::Jack runs away screamiing something that sounds like 'Woohoo! I'm free!!'::
P.S. Yayayayay :) I think I figured out why the paragraphing was funky :) ::grins maniacally from lack of sleep and sugar overload::
//Last chappie//
Suddenly she found the space between them once again reducing rapidly until there was none. *He really does taste good...* some voice in the back of her mind whispered. This time when Jack moved to deepen the kiss, Ariadne didn't push him away...
//End last chappie//
Suddenly Ariadne heard the tinkling of the beaded curtain thingie as Paul came back through it and pulled back, jolted out of her reverie. *Was I just thinking what I think I was just thinking?* she asked herself questioningly. Then she realized what just happened.
::SMACK!!::
"Woah!" Paul said, coming back into the room.
"Ouch." Jack rubbed his jaw. "I guess I probably did deserve that-"
"Damn right!!" Ariadne interjected.
"-even though you were kissing me back." he finished, still rubbing his jaw. Ariadne turned the colour of an over-ripe tomato, and Paul chuckled. Ariadne glared at him.
"Alright, alright, I'll stay out of this one!" Paul threw his hands in the air. "Just thought you might like to know that that-"he gestured towards the front, "- was an old friend who has agreed to watch Nykolai while we try to figure out how to get Ariadne back to her own time."
" 'We'?" Jack said questioningly.
"Yes, 'we'! You don't think I'd leave poor Ariadne alone...on a ship...in the middle of the ocean...with you-"
"I get it, I get it!" it was Jack's turn to throw up his hands.
"Your ship's still in the harbor, right?" Paul asked Jack. Jack nodded.
"Well, then what are we waiting for?!" All three started towards the door, when Ariadne remembered something.
"Umm, guys? I don't think Tortuga is quite ready for denim yet..." she trailed off, looking down at her jeans, t-shirt and worn out Air Jordans.
"Good point! I think I've got some clothes that you can borrow." Paul said, and headed down a back hallway. He came back a moment later with a bundle of clothing and a pair of boots.
"The boots might fit. They were my wife's, before she died." he said, handing her the clothes. She thanked him and looked around for something to change behind.
"Whoops!" Paul said, realizing her dilemma, "You can use Nykolai's room. She won't mind."
"Thanks." Ariadne flashed him a quick smile and rushed off to change.
"So, what was that scene all about, hmm?" Paul asked Jack as soon as she was out of earshot.
"Erm...it was the rum?" Jack looked hopeful.
"I don't think so!" Paul laughed at the look on his brother's face. "Could it possibly be that my brother is-" Just then, Ariadne came out. She was wearing a white shirt like Jack's with a black vest and tan pants that were ragged on the bottom and only went to mid-calf. The boots, which were supple brown leather, came up to her ankles and folded down at the top. She was holding the pants at the waist, and Paul realized that the pants were too big.
"Oops." He grinned sheepishly, "Just a second." He went back down the hallway and came back with a length of black cloth for her to tie around her waist.
"Alrigh', can we go now?" Jack said impatiently, trying not to notice how Ariadne's shirt clung to her figure. All three again headed for the door...
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A/N: yes, I know it's short, but I'm tired! I'll really really try to get a chappie up tomorrow, but remember...no more happy world of instant internet...Anyways. See that pretty grayish-purplish button down there? Y'know, the one that says 'go' with a lil drop-down menu next to it? Set the menu to 'Submit Review', and then press the nice funky coloured button...otherwise no more chappies!! Bwahahahahaha :)
Disclaimer: Here. You take Paul and Nykolai, and I'll keep Jack, ok? ::Disney men shake their heads:: Damn. ::lets Jack go:: ::Jack runs away screamiing something that sounds like 'Woohoo! I'm free!!'::
P.S. Yayayayay :) I think I figured out why the paragraphing was funky :) ::grins maniacally from lack of sleep and sugar overload::
